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- A tree-lined winding road at dawn. Bruce jogs along easily, his right
- hand encased in a plaster cast. Jogging next to him, huffing and
- puffing: an exhausted FRENCH PROFESSOR.
- BRUCE
- I am happy...
- FRENCH PROFESSOR
- (panting)
- Je suis heureux...
- BRUCE
- Je suis heureux...to make your
- acquaintance.
- FRENCH PROFESSOR
- (gasping)
- De...faire votre connaissance...
- BRUCE
- De faire votre connaissance...
- Bruce looks ahead toward a bend in the road. Alfred stands by the
- Rolls Royce, checking his watch. The spent Professor peels off to the
- side as Bruce continues on.
- BRUCE
- Merci, mon Professeur! Tommorrow at
- Six again, okay?
- The Professor manages a feeble wave, collapses by the side of the road
- in front of Alfred who administers a thermos of hot coffee and a
- croissant to the stricken man.
- ANGLE AROUND OTHER SIDE OF BEND.
- Another jogger has joined Bruce around the bend - an older man, his
- bearded RUSSIAN PROFESSOR.
- BRUCE
- Dobroye utro, Boris...I am happy...
- BORIS
- Ochen priyatno...
- BRUCE
- Ochen priyatno...To make your
- acquaintance.
- BORIS
- Vam...poznakomit...
- The two of them jog off into the distance.
- BORIS' VOICE
- (already winded)
- Bozhe moy!...
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